Starlight Luster:Hahaha, I think so too. Thanks for the review! Enjoy the rest of the story!
Yamia Ishtar: Lulz indeed, my friend! Thanks for the review!
AmePiper: I wanted to intertwine more of that poem, but I don't think you can get much better than the bit I put in with the summary, hahaha. The poem totally came to be out of the blue, actually, while I was typing out the summary. I love those random moments of inspiration. I love that shot of Mokuba too! It use to be my most favorite shot of him EVER! I should go find that picture again and put it as my icon. Yeah… that's what I should do(even though I love his little face in the current one I have, he's so cute!) I know both scenes your on about, and I'm so happy I do(or else I should've been shot or something) Anyways, thanks for the review!
Yugi's Girl006: Yay! I was hoping my readers would sort of look past the fact that the characters were being a little OOC for humoristic purposes. I wanna stab Tea like every ay of my life. But that's just me. Thanks for the review!
MythCreatorWriter: I don't hear much from you anymore! I hope you got my PM. I hate GX, and I'm sure I'd hate 5'Ds even more(although I've heard from my fellow YGO crowd that it's different from GX, in the reasoning that it's so bad, it's funny) I mean, cause we all gotta admit, GX was just plain bad. At least with 5D's we can look back on it in a couple years and laugh about it. With GX… he's just kind of that mistake that you regret every time you think of it. But there's my little rant for you, hahaha. Thanks for the review!
In Your Dreams
Part 2
Yami rubbed his hands repeatedly as he sneaked through the hallway to the next room. Popping into other's dreams had instantly become a game to him and as many knew; anything that even slightly resembled a game easily became an obsession for Yami. Yami popped his head off to the side of the doorway, looking into the bedroom. Serenity was sound asleep in bed.
Yami stared at her blankly, he pondered how Joey would react if Joey found out Yami was going into his sister's dream. Yami knew this wasn't at all like peeping at her, but still… would Joey be okay with this? It just seemed a little odd when he thought about it. Yami shrugged, he was running out of dreams to invade, so he decided what the heck and went in for it.
Yami walked over to her bedside and jumped into her dream cloud. The sudden transition from reality to dream was no longer surprising or scary for Yami, but when the scene had settled he was confused. The walls of the room that he appeared to be standing in resembled that of several bandages and when he looked down, he found that he was standing on glass instead of, well, an actual floor.
"Yugi?" Yami looked up from the glass beneath him and over at Serenity. She was standing awkwardly on the other side of the room, making sure to keep her body completely still. Serenity recognized Yami's face and a smile emerged from her fearful face, "Oh Yugi! It is you! Thank goodness." Serenity seemed so relieved.
"Were you expecting anyone else?" Yami decided to ask out of the blue.
"Well, Joey had come back earlier, but he wasn't any help." Yami chuckled a bit.
"I see… but, may I ask, what it is you need help with?" Serenity's eyes pointed to the ground.
"If you haven't noticed, we're standing on a thin layer of glass."
"So? Does that mean it can't hold us?" Yami lifted his foot to move forward but Serenity let out a scream. Yami fell backwards onto the glass floor, but nothing appeared to have cracked.
"Are you CRAZY? You're going to get us both killed!" Serenity yelled, remained still all the while.
"Is there a reason you're being so psycho about this?" Serenity bit her lip and looked down. Her eyes were beginning to brim with sparkling tears when she looked back at Yami. Yami raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"I'm… scared. I don't know if I can make it."
"So… you're just going to stand here for the rest of your life? Why not take a chance?" Serenity very, very carefully shook her head.
"I'm… scared. What if I fall?" Yami frowned.
"You'll never know unless you try. Sometimes you fall, but even if you do, you'll have to get up." Serenity glared at him.
"I'm not sure that analogy pertains to this situation." Yami held out his hand towards Serenity, offering a smile.
"I know you can do it, just take a chance." Serenity stared at his hand for a long while, then switched back up to his face. Yami guessed she had decided to do it when she began to ready herself for the jump. Serenity bent forward, closed her eyes, and leapt over to Yami. The glass shattered beneath her just as her hand grasped onto Yami's and the room instantly disappeared.
When Serenity re-opened her eyes, they were safely floating in the air, hovering downwards towards a grassy field that lay below them. She was still locked onto Yami like her life depended on it, but her eyes brightened with the site of the beautiful meadow that ranged below.
In a matter of seconds, they had landed on the ground.
"I did it! I really did it!" Serenity turned to Yami, "I guess… I was just afraid. I thought so many bad things were gonna happen… but they didn't." Yami nodded and smiled. Her eyes glimmered in the sun, but they way she was looking at him changed. Suddenly, she had this dreamy lovey dovey smile on her face as she inched closer to Yami, locking herself within his arms.
"My hero…" Serenity said, wrapping her arms around his neck. Yami gulped and inched away, slipping out of her arms with ease.
"No thank you," Yami stated, "My pairing is already confusing enough." Yami turned and began to run out. Serenity was calling for him from behind, but Yami already knew he was done had been done with this dream a long time ago.
As he exited the dream as well as the room, he thought what a bummer it had been, and why on earth he had to get stuck in such a incredibly serious and boring dream. Yami promised himself he would go into a more interesting character's dream.
Moving onto the next room and peeking in, Yami found Ryo sound asleep, he could only imagine what a great dream he would find in there. Although Ryo was quite the bland character by nature, with that evil spirit floating around all the time, Yami knew this was bound to be good. Yami did his same old ritual, sneaking into the room, even though it was quite possible that no one would be able to hear him anyway even if he was noisy.
Yami jumped into the dream all the same, and found himself in a meeting room of sorts. Yami looked around; there were a bunch of men, sitting at a long square table, with their attention all in one place. In front of each man that was seated at the table, there was a name tag in front of them. The name tags would read names such as, "Military," "Religious Leaders," "Labor Workers," "Rich People," "Poor People," and other various groups that made up an average country.
At the very head of the table was a podium, and at that podium was none other than Bakura. A little ways away, in the shadow of himself, was little Ryo, standing frightfully behind him.
"Oh, Pharaoh! There you are!" Bakura said happily, grinning, "Come now, take a seat. I was just about to begin. We thought you weren't going to come." Yami raised one eyebrow.
"Oh, really? That's… odd."
"Please, let's not waste a minute more. Sit down." Yami sat down as Bakura had asked and Bakura cleared his throat. "Now, I'm sure you all are aware of my most recent overthrow of the Pharaoh, and that I will be taking over Egypt, most likely changing the form of government to that of dictatorship." Yami's eyes widened.
"What?" Bakura eyed Yami and two guards whom had been standing off to the side straightened up and moved closer over to where Yami was sitting.
"Now, now Pharaoh, no one said you were allowed to talk. After all, I am the dictator now." Yami growled and crossed his arms.
"What makes you think this is going to work?"
"Dictatorship always works, and in the end it's better for the country. I mean, thanks to you, Egypt is going under. It's up to me to bring hope to these people." Yami rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, sure. Cause that's totally what happened when Hitler took over." Bakura glared at him.
"I said no more talking, Pharaoh dear, or else I'm going to have to sick my officials on you." The two guards brought their fists up and pointed them in Yami's direction. Yami sank into his seat, but still with a disgruntled look on his face. Bakura cleared his throat once more, ready to begin once again.
"Now… back to what I was saying. So as my first order of business," Bakura continued, "So I was thinking that we're going to build up our military and make all the latest bombing technology and BOMB all the minorities, kill all the people who don't speak our language, sabotage the poor people and become friendly with all the rich people."
"Um… Bakura, that wasn't what we…" Ryo began, but was interrupted.
"I'm going to be the richest, most powerful dictator/ruler EVER! And when we do that, we'll bomb other countries and force them to alliance with us. And what else? WE'RE GOING TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD. We'll have the most countries, the most slaves, we'll have EVERYTHING!"
"Hey, you can't do that!" Yami said. The guards moved forward and held a knife to his throat. Bakura walked over to him and had the look of death in his eyes.
"What was that?" Yami gave a weak chuckle and gulped.
"Um… I meant… that… you can't do that because, what if the United States goes and invades you? I mean, you know how they are when it comes to bombs and stuff… heh?" Bakura took a step back and gave a loud bellow of laughter.
"The States? As if they're any kind of threat! Besides, we have an alliance with them. For the most part we'll make them think we're making these bombs to kill the terrorists and in the last minute, WE'LL BOMB THEM TOO!" Bakura went into an evil laugh that echoed through-out the whole room.
"But… Bakura, I thought we agreed on a single party system and not a dictatorship," Ryo said quietly.
"NO. This is my country and we'll do it MY way!" Bakura said, then turning around to face Yami, "Isn't that right?" But Yami was already running away. Bakura order his men to go after him. Yami was scared out of his wits, but thankfully he had fallen out of the dream before they could catch him. That was a close one. A VERY close one.
Yami was taken in deep breaths. He didn't think the dream itself was very scary at all, but by the way Bakura was saying it let Yami know that Bakura was dead serious about what he was going to do. Yami glanced down at the sleeping Ryo. Or maybe it was Bakura, Yami couldn't tell. There was an evil smile on his face as he was deep in his slumber.
It was probably Bakura then. As Yami began walking out of the room he decided he would have to write down on his to-do list to figure out a way of getting rid of that damn ring WITHOUT IT COMING BACK. Yami would melt it. Yes, that seemed logical. He would make an epic journey to a far away land just to drop it into a volcano. Yami hoped he would run into some hobbits along the way, they were always quite friendly.
Yami traveled down the hallway, another question coming to mind. What time was it? Did time pass as he was in the dream? Cause it seemed like he had been doing this for hours, and yet it didn't seem like morning was coming anytime soon. Yami shrugged, for the most part it didn't really matter. Yami was having too much fun popping into people's dreams and seeing what they were like. Even if most tended to disturb him, but no matter.
Yami made a surprised face, for the next room he was standing next to was Duke's. Yami wasn't very close to Duke. In fact, the only time he had ever really talked to him was when he was being an ass about the whole dungeon dice-whatever piece of crap it was. Anyway, he was very curious to see what kind of dreams he would witness in Duke's mind.
Yami took his normal precautious, walking into the room quietly, finding the dream cloud, and jumping in. This took far less longer than Yami had initially thought. Maybe he was getting use to this.
When the scene became clear, he appeared to be a casino of some sort. Yami found this to be slightly odd, as he started walking around looking all over the place. There were some sketchy looking people here, that's for sure. But there were very nicely dressed people too. Yami didn't mind the people as much as the patrols that seemed to stand on every corner, keeping a good eye on everyone.
They seemed the sketchiest of all. Yami started to walk past one of them when they eyed Yami with deep suspicion. Yami ran off almost immediately, which probably wasn't the best thing to do but he did it anyway until he saw a casino table that was more crowded than the rest. There were also cheers to be heard over from where the table stood.
Yami slowly approached the table and pushed by the people to see what was happening. He was at the other end of the table set out in front of him, a pair of dice shot out and rolled a perfect seven instantly. The crowd cheered again.
"Wow! That guy's amazing!"
"He's winning nearly every round!"
"That guy is definitely going to have millions by midnight tonight." Yami looked at this supposed master of, what appeared to be, a casino game of craps. Yami was surprised, but not shocked, to see Duke Devlin at the other end of the table. Yami pushed away and walked over to the other side where Duke was standing.
"Hey Duke, nice dice throwing," Duke turned away from the two ladies he had wrapped around each arm and over at Yami. His face lifted and his arms retracted.
"Yugi! Oh, there you are man. Glad you could make it. It is my hour, baby. I'm making LOADS of money!" Duke stepped off to the side to reveal the tons amongst tons of poker chips that stood on his end of the table. Yami's eyes nearly popped out; he didn't understand how much each chip was worth, but it sure seemed like a lot even without understanding the math.
"Wow."
"I know, right? I'm planning on running this place dry. I'm on top of my game," Duke held up his dice once more, "Check it out. I declare another seven!" Duke flung the dice so quickly Yami was barely sure he even saw Duke's hand move. But the dice had been thrown and sure enough, it rolled another seven. The crowd was cheering while others were in a trance of amazement.
Duke bowed as he graciously took his money from the dealer's hand. Yami blinked with awe, the pile only seemed to grow. The crowd passed Duke's dice back up to him, while Yami's eyes remained on it.
"You're really killing the competition Duke. Could I possibly hold your dice?" Duke was back with the two ladies he had around his arms previously and looked back at Yami and nodded quickly.
"Yeah, yeah, sure. Knock yourself out." Duke turned his attention back to his ladies while Yami held the dice in his hand. Yami observed them closely.
"Oh, no wonder you win. These dice are fake." The crowd went silent and Duke twisted back around.
"What did you say?" Yami held up the dice so that everyone could see. "One dice has four dots painted on every side and three is painted on the same way. These are fake." The crowd was now glaring at Duke. The women had left his arms and the overseers were now making their way towards the casino table. Yami was chuckling.
"Wow, this is the cheapest trick in the book. I can't believe you guys didn't catch this." Then suddenly, all at once, the crowd formed into a mob. Duke turned and glared at Yami.
"I'm going to kill you."
"Not if they kill you first!" Yami said, jumping out of the way just as the mob and the overseers came and jumped all at once at Duke. Yami got away safely and got out of there as fast as he could. Yami wasn't really in trouble, but the mob did look a little scary. Yami stared down at Duke's sleeping state, which seemed much more troubled now then before when he looked so peaceful.
Yami continued on, never the less, still as excited as before to see who else's dream he could corrupt and invade. Yami was almost… disappointed to see that the room belonged to Ishizu. Sure, she was a seemingly important character, sort of, but there was nothing really intriguing about her. But Yami decided to take a peek into her dream anyway.
Yami was expecting to pop up in Ancient Egypt or maybe even whatever place you go to in order to learn how to predict the future or something. But instead, he was in… a bar. Yami raised his eyebrow. What on earth was he doing in a bar? Was this a normal place for someone to dream of being in? Yami moved forward even with these questions in mind.
After a couple minutes of wandering around, Yami managed to find the bar table and sat down at it.
"Another shot, please," A raspy, female voice said from beside him. Yami turned his head and gasped when he saw that it was, in fact, Ishizu the woman sitting beside him at the bar.
"Ishizu?" Ishizu grasped the shot in her head after the bar tender handed it to her and took a long sip before turning towards him.
"Hey Yugi." Yami furrowed his brow.
"You know for damn sure that I'm not Yugi, don't play dumb. You and all the other weirdos from Egypt seem to be the only people that know I'm the Pharaoh." Ishizu sighed and took in another long sip, finishing the glass.
"Whatever," She said plainly, "I need another one over here." Yami observed Ishizu and her current state. Never had he seen her look so… bad. It had to be against anime rules at least to look that bad. Yami was almost ashamed to call her Egyptian, but he still had that burning question he felt he needed to ask.
"So… this begs the question, what are you doing here in a bar? I mean, I thought when I was going to jump into your dream you'd be, I don't know, making sand angels or something with your brother." Ishizu shook her head.
"Nope, I hate that dump," Ishizu said, "I'm here because I hate my life."
"Really? You don't strike me as a depressed person."
"You'd be surprised what living underneath a bunch of sand for your whole life could do to a person," Ishizu shook her head sorrowfully, "And then only to come up because your brother has gone crazy and then con some kid into holding a duel monsters tournament."
"Dang, is it really that bad?" Ishizu looked at him as if he was stupid.
"What do you think? You think I enjoy this? I never even got to go to my high school prom…" Tears started rolling down Ishizu's face, "Even after Mahad had asked me out, father still said no!" Ishizu buried her face within her hands. Yami slowly got up from the table and started inching away.
"WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!" Ishizu yelled, catching him right away before he could leave.
"Nowhere!" Yami responded quickly, jumping back into his seat.
"Oh, if I had known it was going to be like this, I would've listened to my mother. I could've become an actress, I could've gone somewhere in your life." Yami leaned onto the table, bored out of his mind.
"When can I go?" Ishizu glared at him.
"You don't even care about me!" Yami raised his eyebrow.
"Excuse me?"
"You were everything to me!" Yami looked around the room to see if she was directly talking to him.
"I think you might have me mixed up with someone else." Ishizu took up her glass and splashed it all over Yami's shirt. "Hey!"
"You deserve it, you jerk! Do you even realize how many thousands upon thousands of years my family waited for you?" Ishizu growled, and then muttered, "Jerk." A formally dressed man pushed through the crowd and walked over to Ishizu. He tapped her on the shoulder in a quick manner and leaned in to tell her something.
"Ishizu, we need you on the pole." Ishizu nodded and the man walked off. She gulped down the last bit of alcohol she had in the glass and got up.
"Well Yugi… or whoever the hell you are, I'll see you later. Duty calls." The minute Ishizu was out of site, Yami made a run for it. He rushed out of the bar and out of the dream as quickly as possible. When he came back to reality and was standing in her room once more, he stared down at the woman.
"That was slightly more OOC then how I've been acting," Yami said to himself, before turning and walking away. Entering the hall, Yami began to realize that he was nearing the last room on the blimp. Yami didn't realize that he had gone through nearly everyone so quickly. He was still bewildered at who the next person could be.
A wide smile grew on his face as he realized the inhabitant of the next room he stood in. Yami rubbed his hands together once again. This would be good. This could be his own little way of getting his revenge, he supposed.
Yami walked over to the dream cloud, but stopped and looked down at Marik for a moment. He wanted to punch that guy so hard right then and there. He was causing them so much trouble as it is. But Yami would have to wait, for lives could only be tarnished on the dueling field. Fighting people in hand to hand combat? No, that was not how normal people dealt with kidnappers/murders/psycho paths/general bad guys.
Jumping into the dream cloud, Yami put aside his thoughts and continued forward. Now he was in… a park? This seemed a little out of place. Yami walked around, searching for Marik around every corner. Where was that guy? He looked up and now he was standing by the jungle gym and there was a bunch of little kids gathered around it. Their attention seemed preoccupied with something extraordinary.
Yami inched closer, but it wasn't before long that the crowd parted into two groups and there was one person alone whom waltz on through them all. It was a little, tiny, child version of Marik. Yami could barely contain his laughter. Marik put his hands on his hips.
"And what are YOU laughing about?" Marik order, in a high-pitched, child-like voice. This only caused Yami to laugh louder.
"You! You're just a tiny, little kid!" Yami stated, wrapping his arms around his stomach as he laughed.
"Oh yeah? Well, I'm not the only one. Look at you." Yami stopped and looked down. He was a little kid too! He was short(that wasn't much of a surprise though), with a goofy looking hat over his head, and a pair of bright red overalls to add to the child-ness of his outfit. Not to mention the rather large lollipop he had in his hand that he hadn't even realized he was holding. To put it plainly, Yami looked down right stupid.
"How did that happen?"
"That's not all." Marik took up his hand, revealing a small squirt gun. He shot water out and hit his target head on, the middle of Yami's pants. Marik put the squirt gun back into his pocket, "Now you look like you wet yourself. Loser!" The children behind him began to point and laugh at Yami. Yami shook his head, tears filling his eyes.
"No… I didn't…" But the children wouldn't stop. They kept chanting little songs about how he had wet himself and how he was such a loser. Yami's hurtful eyes gazed upon Marik, whom was enjoying the site very much. "I can't believe you Marik Ishtar! You really are pure evil!" Marik laughed.
"Just wait until you see what I've done with your friends in the Shadow Realm."
"You got my friends?!"
"Well… I got Mai."
"Oh…" Yami wasn't going to lie, that was pretty lame. Was Mai actually one of their friends? He knew she was Joey's lover face, even though she was about ten years older than him. Then again, it didn't really matter to begin with.
"And your next!" Marik threatened with an unkindly voice. The children came up and tried to restrain Yami from moving. Yami struggled with all his might to get out, and luckily he was able to slip by their fingers and run away. Yami wanted to get out of this dream as fast as he could. He wanted to go back to reality…
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"Woah, what happened?" Yami looked around. He was in his ghostly form once more, but he wasn't in the sleeping corridors of the Kaiba Corp. blimp. In fact, he was actually on top of the blimp, standing near the dueling arena near everyone else. Yami blinked; what was he doing here? Yami turned and saw that Yugi was awake, standing next to him in his conscious form.
'Oh there you are Pharaoh!' Yugi said, looking over at Yami, 'It's about time you woke up. The duel is just getting good!' Yami looked up and saw that Joey was currently dueling on the arena with a duel disk at hand.
"Joey dueling? Are you kidding me?"
'No, remember? You told me you were going to try and sleep through Joey's duel because it was too painful and you were sick of giving him advice. You told me to wake you up when it's over.' The next question that came to Yami's mind was a simple one.
"And is it over??"
'Nope, it's still just beginning. You were only asleep for about three hours. They haven't even reached the half life points mark.' Yami's face became very pale.
"NO!!" Yami yelled, falling to his knees dramatically, "But that can't be true! It was the middle of the night, and you wouldn't let me play soldiers with you, and Joey was in the mafia, and Tea was winning some stupid friendship award and-"
'Pharaoh, what are you talking about?'
"It's true! That's what happened! And then Mokuba was playing capsule monsters, and Seto needs therapy, and Serenity was being weird, and Duke was cheating…" Yugi started laughing. Yami growled with annoyance and yelled, "It's true, I tell you! It really happened!"
'Oh Yami, only in your dreams.'
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A/N: I suppose it really isn't over until the very fattest of ladies sings. In this case, that would be Yami… even though he technically doesn't sing. This is the end, my friends, I hope you liked my little two chapter bit and enjoyed it, even though a lot of my characters were slightly OOC and the ending was a little abrupt and slightly lame(and apparently I can't use page breaks anymore?), but that you still liked it overall. I actually did have fun writing this, and I hope you enjoyed reading it. Have a nice day!